TGIW

What's In a Name?

You can really form a good bond with someone if you remember that person's name after the first introduction.  I always pay attention to a person name when I hear it for the first time.  My close friend usually tells me how great he or she felt after I remebered his or her name for the 2nd encounter.  I get so offended when somebody calls me "Mike" instead of "Matt".

Does anybody care about the contradictory lyrics "I don't wanna be a player no more. I'm not a player. I just crush a lot." as much as me?

I Can Accept Kevin Youkilis Without His Ratty Beard

I posted something about a person still being a Yankee fan as being spineless.  Now I take back that post.  I've watched a few Yankees' games since that post, and I've had a very hard time not rooting for the Yankees.  On February 26th, 1984 my mother birthed a Yankee fan (not an Oakland Athletics fans).  I can't abandon my birthright.

A Confusing Message

The commercial with the song that goes "stronger than the storm" concerns me.  After watching this commercial, one might think he or she, individually, has enough strength to withstand a hurricane, and, as a result, have a nonchallant attitude towards a hurricane.  In reality, a hurricane would destroy an individual.  A hurricane would decapitate a nonchallant indivdual.  That commercial only motivates the people of New Jersey as a collective of people they are "stronger than the storm".

So You Had a Bad Day

The other day, I had a terrible day.  I thought, in the morning, the day was Tuesday.  The day was actually Monday.  I thought this in the morning, and then I soon aligned my existence with the correct time.  I really want time to speed up, and it was a huge bummer when I realized it was actually Monday.  As a very hard worker, and a perfectionest, I tend to think I can always work harder.  I never give myself a break.  I burn the candle at 1 end, and I have a hard time just relaxing.  I should realize that a human being needs rest or he or she will go completely insane.

When Will I Have a Unified Brain?

When I refer to my brain injury, I refer to something outside of myself, as if I constantly oppose my own brain.  It's wierd to "fight" your own brain.  My brain controls the stubbornness of my left appendages.  I never consciously make a decision to have my left leg or arm spasm.

Wicked Prerequisite

In order to join the Red Sox, one must be willing to look like the biggest scumbag one possibly can.

I obsess over running sneakers more than a stylish girl obsesses over shoes and bags.